He was just trying to find a pot. Alfred had mentioned one of his planters breaking, so Dick, being as nice as he is, went to the shed to get one.

He was not expecting someone to be in it.

"So -"Dick awkwardly drawled out after he calmed down,leaning on the open door. "Want to explain why you're in here?"

He raised an eyebrow, hand casually in his pocket, the shattered pot forgotten beneath him.